Biker's Pup (Wolves MC 4)

Chapter Seventeen

*Bailey\Pup*

  I groaned blinking my eyes open before immediately closing because of the bright light that didn't help with my headache and I shifted before realizing that my handed were tied together and being held above my head

  "You awake," someone said and I jerked my head up to see Vincent Pahameff standing in front of me with a dark smirk. "I was beginning to think that the boys had hurt you too badly."

  "What do you want?" I asked sounding braver than I felt.

  "I want what your husband stole from me back," he said.

  "I don't know what you are talking about," I lied while quietly thanking God that I had given it to Deke when I did.

  "I think you do know," he said getting in my face and I flinched back which caused him to chuckle before he held something up and recognized it as my phone. "Did you give my information to that boyfriend of yours? What was his name again...Deke Thomas or Butch as he is called by those bikers."

  "Leave him alone," I glared before gasping when he grabbed my neck and squeezed cutting off my air flow.

  "Do not speak to me with that tone or I just might make that little detka(russian-baby) of your an orphan," he growled and I nodded the best I could with him gripping my throat. "Now how about we give those bikers a call and they can either give me my files or you can die."

  I whimpered watching as he went through my contacts until hitting a button and I could hear the ringing before the person answered.

  "Bailey?" Uncle Blake's voice sounded. "Puppy, can you hear me? Where are you we'll  come get you."

  "You won't be able to find her," Vincent said and I kept my eyes on the phone before jumping when the door opened and another man entered the room.

  "Pahomeff," Uncle Blake growled. "If you have hurt her I will kill you."

  "I think not," Vincent smirked. "You have something I want and I have something you want so how about we make a trade. You give me my files and I let Ms.Bailey here go free."

  "That won't happen Pahomeff," Kalum's voice growled.

  "No," Vincent smirked before snapping his fingers and the man that just entered the room picked up a knife off the table in the corner and walked over to me and ripping my hoodie off. "I think you might want to change your mind."

  "Like that would ever happen," Kalum scoffed and the man holding the knife smirked before shoving the knife into my side and I cried out more in shock than pain as the knife was pulled out and I felt warm liquid slid down my side.

  "BAILEY! PUPPY!" Several voices yelled from the phone and I breathed deeply as Vincent smirked and my eyes widened when I saw the man that just stabbed me holding a bottle of clear liquid and he poured it on the stab wound and I screamed as it burned.

  "That's enough," Vincent said and I went limp trembling from the burning that was coming from my side. "Now Mr.Wolf, if you want to have Ms.Bailey back I suggest you do what I say or I will make her disappear for good."

  "Your a bastard," I said flinching when he threw my phone against the wall shattering it.

  "I just go for what I want. I'll send someone in here to bandage that so you don't get an infection, can't have you dying on me just yet," he smirked before leaving the room. I don't know how long it was before the door opened again and I jerked my head up to see a boy around the age of ten or eleven standing there holding a card.